Lana Del Rey - Match Made in Heaven lyrics
Lana Del Rey [Elizabeth Woolridge Grant] New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lana Del Rey - Match Made in Heaven lyrics]
(Sing that shit, girl)
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
I'm not a trick but I'm a trick for you
I'm the girl next door
Doin' what you wanna do
What I'll never do, I really fell for you
You give me butterflies, heart skippin' one
Two
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm runnin' temperatures thinking
Of your love, boo
Dizzy spells, ooh, is your love true?
I'm under influence
Gettin' hot and chills too
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
You're such a bad boy, I heard about you
And so has every other girl
That's why they want you
My local rockstar, the Willie B crew
You out there on the grind
Now come home to your queen, boo
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
You're number one, boy, no one else will do
I'm like a prize fighter
Clockin' chicks to get to you
This race I run for you
Won't stop until I'm through
I'm out there doing shit that
I should never ever do
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Down on your knees, beggin' me, please
I am your queen, oh ah
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Don't wanna trip but I could fall for you
Heaven is a place called earth on your arm
Ooh
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
I'm not a trick but I'm a trick for you
I'm the girl next door
Doin' what you wanna do
What I'll never do, I really fell for you
You give me butterflies, heart skippin' one
Two
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm runnin' temperatures thinking
Of your love, boo
Dizzy spells, ooh, is your love true?
I'm under influence
Gettin' hot and chills too
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
You're such a bad boy, I heard about you
And so has every other girl
That's why they want you
My local rockstar, the Willie B crew
You out there on the grind
Now come home to your queen, boo
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
You're number one, boy, no one else will do
I'm like a prize fighter
Clockin' chicks to get to you
This race I run for you
Won't stop until I'm through
I'm out there doing shit that
I should never ever do
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Oh, uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Down on your knees, beggin' me, please
I am your queen, oh ah
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
Don't wanna trip but I could fall for you
Heaven is a place called earth on your arm
Ooh
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)